Someone next to me exclaimed: "Mr. Qin, be careful!"
Phoenix Girl and Xiao Wen didn't move at all, but smiled, as if they were watching a good show that was about to be staged.
Experience is not gained out of thin air, but from ever-changing battles.
What's more, with Qin Fan's meticulous character, it's impossible for him to be unprepared.
When Liang Chun in the business car had a dispute, he trotted over.
He blended in with the crowd and took out his mobile phone to record the video quietly.
The last time, he was taught a harsh lesson by Qin Fan, who completely taught him what it meant that there is a world outside the world and there are people outside the world.
The kung fu he thought was good was simply vulnerable.
Liang Chun is not very educated, but he is very smart.
He saw that Qin Fan was not an ordinary person, and wanted to imitate the surrender of the ancients, hoping to get some guidance in martial arts. However, he was afraid of making Qin Fan angry, so he walked around the medical center every day.
Now that he saw that Qin Fan would take action again, he wanted to record it and go back to study it.
Sure enough, Zheng Minzhi's punch struck very suddenly, and it is the most commonly used lunge punch in Taekwondo.
He thought that with all his strength, he would at least be able to knock Qin Fan out.
But his wishful thinking was wrong.
Qin Fan turned around, raised his hand and slapped him.
"Snapped!"
Zheng Minzhi had no time to react. He was slapped on the spot and was stunned. He spun around in circles several times.
His ears were ringing and all he could think about was, "Why did he hit me?"
"Okay!" Some pedestrians who stopped to watch cheered.
Zheng Minzhi touched his painful cheek, narrowed his eyes slightly, and felt a burning anger in his heart.
Thinking: "I was too careless, I have to be more careful this time."
He took a few steps back and assumed a Taekwondo fighting stance.
The two feet are one step in front of the other, one step apart, the toes of the front legs are forward, the legs are slightly bent, the knees of the back feet are bent, and the toes are turned outward at a 90-degree angle.
Use both hands to form a knife, with the center of gravity slightly forward.
He assumed this posture as if facing a formidable enemy, and his energy and spirit were raised to the highest point.
Qin Fan looked at the other party posing with a smile, secretly amused in his heart.
Traditional fighting skills have not even touched the threshold of Anjin, and are not on the same level at all.
This is just like an adult facing a child. No matter how much the child attacks, he or she cannot escape the end of being abused.
"ah…"
Zheng Minzhi let out a loud roar, stepped forward, and slashed Qin Fan's neck with his knife.
"Holy crap, this guy is serious!" Liang Chun thought to himself.
Qin Fan, who was in the field, was calm and calm, waiting for the sword attack to come closer, and then unexpectedly advanced instead of hiding.
Suddenly the distance between me and Zheng Minzhi was shortened.
This sudden and unconventional play immediately disrupted Zheng Minzhi's attack rhythm.
"Pah! Pah!" There were two loud slaps again.
This time, the slap was louder than the last time, and Zheng Minzhi turned around several times again.
He felt a salty taste in his mouth, and warm liquid overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
My head felt a little dizzy and my ears kept buzzing.
He wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb and found blood in his mouth.
There were ten thousand roars in my heart: "He hit me again! Why can't I hide away?"
He only felt a rush of hot blood rushing to his brain, and with a sound in his mouth, he jumped high on the spot, and a 360-degree tornado kicked in the air.
Qin Fan was too lazy to continue to struggle with this kind of person. He turned slightly sideways, grabbed the other person's ankle, and moved a thousand pounds with one stroke.
"roll!"
Zheng Minzhi flew several meters like a garbage bag and fell heavily to the ground.
Qin Fan snorted coldly, exuding a chilling aura, and strode over.
Zheng Minzhi collapsed completely, and a long-standing legend appeared in his mind.
"This is the real Chinese Kung Fu!"
Seeing Qin Fan coming over, he was frightened and horrified. He sat on the ground and shrank back with his hands and feet together.
"You...what do you want to do? I...I am a foreign guest and a foreign friend."
"You...you can't be unfriendly to foreign guests!" he said quickly.
Suddenly, the people around burst into laughter.
Qin Fan was also speechless. When he was at a disadvantage, he became a foreign guest and a foreign friend.
When he attacked Qin Fan secretly, he did not consider that he was a foreign friend and that he was at someone else's doorstep.
"What kind of foreign guest or friend do you think you are? You come to China and show off your power!"
Qin Fan looked down at the other person with his hands behind his hands, his sharp eyes forcing Zheng Minzhi not to look directly at him.
He yelled with a stern expression: "China is a friendly country, you can't attack foreign friends."
"Haha, you are wrong. Friends come with good wine, and jackals come with shotguns."
"You're just a jackal, get out!"
Hearing Qin Fan's words, Zheng Minzhi felt as if he had been granted amnesty, so he quickly got up and ran away.
"Stop!" Qin Fan suddenly said again.
Zheng Minzhi paused and immediately hit the brakes. His heart sank and he didn't know what Qin Fan meant.
"If I see you pestering Ma Fangfei again, I will never forgive you! Get out of here!"
There was a burst of applause from all around.
"Well done! Relying on yourself is a foreigner and lawless."
"What's wrong with foreigners? Foreigners like this should be beaten!"
Amidst the voices of condemnation, Zheng Minzhi walked away in despair.
"Okay, okay, it's time to go back to work." Qin Fan said.
"Well, thank you, Mr. Qin." Ma Fangfei's beautiful eyes flashed with brilliance.
In that moment, Qin Fan's image became very tall and handsome.
Liang Chun videotaped the whole process and saw Zheng Minzhi being beaten away.
He knew very well that this guy was not a good person and would definitely find a way to retaliate.
He wanted to seek refuge with Qin Fan, but was worried that he had no chance to gain Qin Fan's trust.
Now, he is so blessed that he feels that the opportunity has come.
Without thinking, he asked Yan Biao to drive a commercial vehicle and chase Zheng Minzhi.
If he knew where Zheng Minzhi lived, he could have people monitor him at any time.
Once there is any trouble with the other party, he can call Qin Fan immediately.
It is said that Zheng Minzhi was taught a lesson by Qin Fan and was so angry that he walked around aimlessly.
All I can think about is why I lost and why I couldn’t see the opponent’s punches clearly.
In a state of confusion, he walked into a pedestrian street.
"Brother Chun, what should I do?" Yan Biao asked.
"Pull over, I'll follow you, and you find a spot to park."
After Liang Chun got out of the car, he followed Zheng Minzhi.
The pedestrian street has a large flow of people, with people coming and going.
At this time, a group of people came towards me.
Among them, a woman was walking and taking pictures, and accidentally bumped into Zheng Minzhi.
Caught off guard, Zheng Minzhi immediately fell to the ground.
The woman's companion quickly helped Zheng Minzhi up and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
She politely dusted the other person's back.
Zheng Minzhi didn't seem to say anything.
The group of people quickly disappeared into the crowd.
But Zheng Minzhi was like a wooden stake, standing there blankly, motionless.
Liang Chun, who was less than ten meters away from him, was very surprised and thought to himself: "What is this guy doing?"
This idea hasn't gone away yet.
I saw Zheng Minzhi staggering forward for two steps, then fell to the ground with a "plop".
He fell down for no reason, immediately attracting pedestrians around him.
"Sir, what's wrong with you?" a kind person shouted loudly.
"Oops, he's vomiting blood, please call 120 and 110 to call the police." Someone else reminded.
At this time, someone else noticed that something was wrong and tried to feel Zheng Minzhi's breathing with their hands, and was immediately shocked.
"No, he's dead!"
Suddenly, everyone was far away from Zheng Minzhi, and no one knew what happened.
After a while, more and more people were watching, and it soon became crowded.
Liang Chun, who finally squeezed in, saw this situation.
He thought about it before and after, and his expression suddenly changed.
"Oops!" He quickly withdrew from the overwhelming crowd.
"Brother Chun!" At this time, Yan Biao parked the car and came over.
"Call your brothers and look for two women in their thirties."
"Yes!" Yan Biao immediately informed via phone.
Liang Chun recalled the characteristics of the two women, and sent out gangsters to search almost the entire city.
Immediately afterwards, 110 and 120 arrived one after another.
The doctor at 120 conducted a series of examinations and shook his head at a middle-aged police officer.
"Captain Xiang, he is dead."
"Can you determine the cause?"
"I don't know yet. Judging from the marks on this man's face, he must have had a dispute with someone before the incident."
The person called Captain Xiang is the captain of the Municipal Criminal Investigation Brigade, named Xiang Bin, an old police officer in his forties.
He put on gloves and looked at Zheng Minzhi's cheek carefully.
It's really a fingerprint.
At this time, a female police officer knelt down and reported to Xiang Bin in a low voice.
"Captain, this person's identity has been identified. He is a foreign doctor from Renai Hospital and a Korean."
The policewoman's name is Dongfang Xue. She is twenty-five years old and has just graduated from the police academy two years ago.
"Captain, this seems to be caused by a slap in the face." Dongfang Xue said.